Here lies the pain of love, so do not utter nonsense; listen to this advice of Wali and go say it directly to the cure.
Wali Deccani speaks of a love so supreme and consuming that ordinary remedies simply lose all meaning. The poet gently dismisses well-meaning comforters, warning them that his ache is not an illness to be cured, but a sacred spiritual longing. With charming wit, he urges them to carry this message directly to the cure itself—reminding medicine that it is utterly powerless before the wound of divine love.
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